18 In

I did it, folks! I’m 18 miles into my marathon training. 18 MILES! It almost doesn’t completely compute – I actually ran 18 miles, straight, on-purpose, and I liked it. Sort of.

While, I don’t feel a burning desire to run 18 miles everyday, I truly enjoyed getting several steps closer – literally – to my goal.

It was another early morning, 5:30 a.m., when we hit the street. The weather was much cooler with less humidity. It was fabulous for what would normally be a miserable August morning.

I had a good, steady run. We did 2:1 intervals and shortened our rest/water breaks considerably from last week. Four hours and seven minutes later we were done. I felt strong through the whole run but in the last half mile my body started asking me when I was going to stop. Seriously.

It’s so early it looks like nighttime doesn’t it?

Some of my Get Fit Atlanta peeps – we’re the Rebel Yellow pace group.

One of the most challenging things to me about the distance was the recovery afterwards. Yup, I was pretty much done for the rest of the day. No. Energy. At. All.

I spent most of the day here.

Thank goodness next week is a drop-back week, only 15 short miles.

Winks & Smiles,